A Perfect Conclusion

Barty Crouch returned with Bagman not long after leaving.

There was nothing wrong with the broadcast equipment; it was the cameras at the bottom of the lake that had malfunctioned.

Destroying thirteen hidden cameras simultaneously was difficult enough just to locate them all, let alone at the bottom of the lake under such intense water pressure. This was not something an ordinary wizard could accomplish.

After Barty Crouch and Bagman sat down, they kept glancing at Karkaroff, intentionally or otherwise.

After a moment of thought, Maxime began to suspect him as well.

Karkaroff's eyes widened. "You suspect me?"

Being a former Death Eater was an enormous stain, one that could never be washed away no matter what he did.

Although he had never left the judges' table, who could say whether he had an accomplice?

Karkaroff angrily rapped the table. "If you suspect me, then show me the evidence. I have never left this place. Could I have made magic seep down to the bottom of the lake right under your noses?"

His gaze lowered as he shot Dumbledore a quick glance. "Not even you could do that, could you? Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore shook his head. "I truly could not. So can we focus on judging now? The Champions will be returning to shore soon."

If even the strongest wizard could not do it, how could Karkaroff have managed it?

But that did not mean he was completely beyond suspicion. His identity as a former Death Eater would follow him for the rest of his life, and the Dark Mark on his arm was not something he could simply erase.

Barty Crouch and Bagman no longer looked at Karkaroff suspiciously, while Madame Maxime turned her attention back to Fleur.

Although the Champions had successfully rescued their hostages, the merpeople at the